"Now, if you don't mind, send one my way. Bob is getting tired." "Who's Bob? You've not told me about a Bob," Sophie said, a little hurt. "I have too," Claire said and gave her a little shove in the ar..."
- Donna Grant
"I don't have to ask to know that something bad happened in your past." "Because I doona smile?" Her smile was sad when her gaze met his. "It's your eyes. Your view of the world is colored." "As is you..."
"To have a man be able to touch her and bring her to the edge of release in a matter of seconds was a skill rarely found. "As rare as the Arc of the Covenant," Sophie mumbled to herself."
"I need you, lass," he whispered. Darcy opened her eyes to find him over her. "How fast can you get out of those clothes?"
"Not once in her life had Darcy wanted to thumb her nose at danger and rip the clothes off a man, but she was contemplating that very thing."
"Suddenly, Warrick lifted his head. Darcy struggled to open her eyes and think through the fog of desire. She gazed into his cobalt eyes, her stomach clenching at the longing she saw reflected there. "..."
"Suddenly, the man was thrown off her. Darcy looked around, but saw nothing. She rose up on her elbows to see the man climbing to his feet, shaking his head to clear it. His four comrades were looking ..."
"The Dragon King's gaze turned to her. Darcy watched him standing in the glow of the streetlight, completely mesmerized by the dragon tat that ran from the King's right shoulder, under his armpit, and ..."
"Please come out so I can see your face," Darcy said. There was a smile in Thorn's voice when he said, "I gave my jeans to Warrick. I'm no' shy, lass, but I doona want to embarrass Warrick."
"How long has it been since you and your King were together?" he asked. Rhi looked away, the tears returning again. "A very long time, but not so long that I don't remember the taste of his kiss or the..."